"Are these two troubling you, love?" Jerol speaks emerging from behind me.

He plants a kiss on my neck that arouses all the butterflies in my belly, causing jolts down my spine, and turning me into a shy sweet sixteen. Why wouldn't I feel shy? His parents are right in front of us for God's sake, and he had to do that?

"Just tell me if they are troubling you, baby." He speaks again, turning me around to face him. A nice gesture so that I can hide my tomato-like face.

"What gives you the inkling that we are bothering our daughter, son?" Mrs McCall asks, earning a raised eyebrow...